A Rural Life in the 70s

At the same time, Wu family.

During this time, Li Xi took care of her son in Xinjiang, and drove back and forth in Beijing by car. It was really exhausting. Qin Lan went out to send Xiaoqiu, and she was ready to rest.

After she took a shower, Wu Haigang was already sitting on the bed and reading a book. Li Xi rubbed her hair and said: "Our stupid son is also blessed in disguise this time, and the rescue of his comrades is injured. At least he has to have a third-class merit."

Wu Haigang glanced at his wife faintly and did not think that he was convinced; "He is too big, and there is an opportunity in the future."

Although my wife stayed with the bed for half a month, I can hear that my son did not think about what to say to her mother. According to the knowledge of Wu Haigang, his son admired the Xia Changhui summer platoon leader. In this incident, Xia Changhui was the one who really saved the wounded and disabled. Even if he did his merits, he should give this. At this point, the opinions of their father and son are the same. When the soldiers want to make meritorious deeds, they can only promote themselves, and they can climb up. But Wu’s father and son have their own bottom line, and they can’t do anything to make a fuss.

That Xia Changhui is only 29 years old, 12 years old, and has just been promoted for one year... If there is no disability in this incident, there will be some achievements. Now, even if you have a second class, how about it? It is also only possible to return to the hometown to resettle the business... Moreover, if there is a person who lacks a leg, it is also necessary to do the work of the communication room. In the end, it’s a pity.

Wu Haigang is still thinking about that Xia Changhui is a pity, but Li Xi has turned the subject: "You used to think that Xiaoqiu is a dry prostitute, but I can see that this is your silly son wishful thinking."

"Well? Where do you say this?" Wu Haigang even knows that women's thinking is jumping, but often feel that they can't keep up with their wife's rhythm.

Li Xi took a comb and brushed her hair and did a head massage. He said, "You don't look at it. This time, the stupid son almost lost his life. How about the girl? From beginning to end. I haven't seen her crying... Well, when I was crying, I fell with two tears. But you think, if there is a son in the heart, can she be so calm? Don't say this, she Always think about going to Xinjiang to see Gezi? You see, I said to go to Xinjiang, she did not mention it."

Wu Haigang’s thinking finally turned around and listened to his wife’s words. He immediately said, “When you used to, I haven’t come back yet. My family will be aunt and aunt. The girl’s appointment is to take care of the two old people. Mom and Dad. Chen Hao, they all said, Xiaoqiu and Xunzi took care of them for a few days at home, and determined that the two old bodies were fine, they only went back."

As he said, Wu Haigang was a little funny: "If you don't like it, why do you recognize it as a prostitute?"

Li Xi glanced at the husband through the mirror and decided not to continue the topic.

The men are careless, and many of the fine things are not noticed, but she has to think about it. If it is really not suitable for her son, it is the best excuse to recognize the prostitute.

In the summer, it’s just a short night, almost eight o'clock, and the sky is just black and white. Most of the people living in the hutong have just had dinner, and they have moved small benches in twos and threes, and they have a broken mat in the nest. The streetlights in the alleys are cool.

There are also a few daring lords who are simply shirtless, posing a small table in the alley, there is no good food, a plate of peanuts, two plates of vegetarian dishes, a bottle of Erguotou, drinking and discussing, discussing and discussing current affairs, are all small people. However, the arrogance of the sub-points is not bad.

Xiaoqiu and Qin Lan had underground bicycles early, pushing the car to go home, and continually greeted the neighborhood.

"Xiaoqiu wow, my family has a little diarrhea today, that is, I didn't look at it at noon, I ate two watermelons in Jingshui Town..." This is the money aunt who lives in Hutong, her little grandson's stomach. Not good, eat some fruit and get a little cold and diarrhea.

Xiaoqiu smiled and said: "Mother and grandma don't worry, I will take the car home, and come over to the column to moxibustion and moxibustion."

Didn't take two steps, and Aunt Wang, who lived at the end of the alley, stopped Xiaoqiu: "Xiaoqiu, my family, Xing Shu, who had a headache and committed a crime, hit the wall at home and ate painkillers. Regardless of the matter, can you have a way?"

Migraine headache, also known as head wind, is a relatively stubborn chronic disease that is difficult to cure and is prone to recurrence. The more famous case in history was Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms period. At that time, Hua Tuo, who was called by the **** doctor, personally treated him, but he still could not cure it.

Therefore, Xiaoqiu is also very cautious: "Wang Ayi, my uncle's condition I don't understand, if the uncle agrees, I can check the situation of my uncle later..."

Listening to what she said was so unrelenting, Aunt Wang was very disappointed and shouted: "Is there no way to cure it?"

Xiaoqiu can only comfort her: "You don't worry, it is not easy to remove the root cause from the headache, but there are still some ways to relieve the headache. I will see my uncle later, understand the condition, and then choose the appropriate method to treat him."

"Oh, hey, your uncle has been sick for more than ten years. We don't expect to go to the roots. It can be done to stop the pain. It is too sinful to look at him." Wang Ayi is not asking for it. Listening to Xiaoqiu said that it can relieve pain and it is very happy.

All the way to say, saying hello, just over a hundred meters of hutong, she and Qin Lan walked for ten minutes before arriving home.

On a hot day, I ran out all the way. The shirts on the back of Qin Hao were all sweaty. Xiaoqiu had only a slight sweat on the forehead and nose, but the clothes on her body were dry.

Qin Lan is no different from the people in this family. Xiao Qiu does not particularly call him, let him wash himself. She only washes her hands and takes acupuncture bags out of the door.

I went to the Hutong mouth first, and found the little grandson column of Qian Aunt. I gave him a **** moxibustion. After I was a little guy, I couldn’t be greedy again. This child is weaker, and the day after tomorrow, I don’t pay attention to nursed back to health. The debilitating cold is more serious, it is not good to raise, this disease can be with a lifetime, the sin is small, maybe it can affect life.

After giving the little guy a moxibustion, I asked the little guy that the stomach doesn't turn (turn, the common name of the cockroach) doesn't hurt, and there is no feeling that I always want to go to the bathroom. Xiaoqiu is relieved. I took another piece of moxa to tell the money aunt, and told her the next morning, and then gave the column a moxibustion. In order for Qian Aunt not to recognize the wrong acupuncture points, Xiao Qiu simply took a ballpoint pen and painted a small pig face on the belly of the column. Pig eyes and pig nose are the acupuncture points that need moxibustion.